Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

while he still could. He grabbed Ginny's arm and gently pulled her to the living room. There he turned
to her and said, "So, what do you think?"
"I think that doing that has made Kreacher loyal to you forever, when he dies don't be surprised if he
comes back as a ghost and haunts you, trying to do your every whim." Ginny started to laugh at her
joke.
Harry got a horrified look on his face and said, "Don't even joke about that, he might hear you and get
the wrong idea. And anyways, that's not what I meant," he whispered, his face softening with his voice,
"I meant the house."
"I think it's great," said Ginny, leaning into Harry and letting his arms curl around her. The two of them
stood there for a few minuets like that until Ron and Hermione walked in.
"Are we interrupting anything?" asked Ron, his voice a mix of joking best friend and threatening big
brother.
"No," said Harry, not releasing Ginny, "we were just talking."
"Right," said Ron suspiciously
"Oh, come on Ron, lets go upstairs," Hermione grabbed Ron by the arm and pulled him towards the
stairs. They were staying in a room on the first landing, a somewhat large guest room with a twin bed
and dark green painted walls. There were no paintings in this room so it was completely private.
Harry and Ginny watched them go, glad for the privacy. "They have the right idea," said Ginny with a
yawn, "we should go to bed also."
Harry looked at her slightly and bent his neck slightly to draw her into a deep kiss. When they were
done Harry took a breath and said, "Yeah, bed sounds good right about now."
Ginny just nodded and led him to the stairs; they went up 4 flights before finally getting to the master
bedroom. They looked inside and Harry immediately decided that he didn't like it. It had red and dark
green striped wall paper and the bed was a large 4 poster made of dark black ash wood. The windows
were curtained with grey cloth and the entire room just seemed to suck life out of everything.
"No, we will not be staying in this room," said Ginny, "I refuse."
"My thoughts exactly my love," said Harry as he squeezed her hand. Putting his arms around her waist
and resting his head on her shoulders "why don't we go down to Sirius' room and stay there," Harry
suggested.
Ginny smiled, "Ok, that works."
Together the two of them made there way down a flight of stairs and into Sirius' old bedroom. It was
exactly how Harry remembered it, plastered with Gryffindor colors and pictures of Harry's father,
Lupin, Pettigrew and Sirius together.
Ginny smiled, "it's perfect," she said, "the only problem is that the bed is a single."
"That is easily fixed my dear," said Harry as he flourished his wand. Magically the bed expanded to a
king sized bed and the sheets along with it. Now the bed took up almost half a wall, but the room was
still plenty big enough for two people to be in comfortably.
They crawled in, the two of them nuzzling up against one another for comfort. Soon the two of them
were fast asleep; both had been extremely tired from the train ride.